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Professor McGonagall made to stand to stop the disturbance but was stayed by a hand on her arm by Professor Babbling. "No. I think that you will find this conversation enlightening as to what has her so withdrawn as of late." She looked to Albus and he nodded.
"But do you know what hurts more than anything? When members of my own house do it."
There was a collective gasp in the hall.
"But we’re Gryffindors! We would never...it’s those snakes that..."
"Salazar Slytherin was a great man." Hermione countered in a calm voice.
"He hated Muggleborns!"
"No! He hated muggles. And quite frankly, if I was him, I would too. Imagine having to spend the entire summer rescuing your students from people who were trying to kill them. In the Founder’s time the majority of muggles were illiterate. They didn’t even understand the basic concepts of hygiene. And yet now you had st...
"And how do you of all people know this Granger?" Malfoy sneered.
"I’m surprised Malfoy that with all of your Pureblood training you don’t follow Genealogy. To answer your question. The last of Gryffindor’s daughters married into the line of Peverell. A century or so later that branch of Peverell’s name was changed to..."
"Potter." Minerva breathed.
Albus paled. There were always rumours...the political power that boy had at his fingertips.
Hermione gave a slight bow in her direction. "Harry now has access to a vault of one of the founders. He allowed me to read some journals of Godric Gryffindor." She stared hard Ron to the point he almost whimpered. "Do you want to know what Godric said about Salazar? He called him his brother. Don’t think for one secon...
All of the students and most of the staff stared at her in disbelief.
"But what about Wendelin the Weird?" A witch shouted out.
Hermione refrained from raising a brow in irritation at the complete lack of common sense. "Tell me Samantha. Can you cast a flame freezing spell?"
The first year Hufflepuff shook her head no.
"Wendelin the Weird was able to repeatedly be burned at the stake because she was an adult. With a wand. Many young witches and wizards didn’t have such luck. According to the journals, in one year alone Godric lost 40 children to purges."
Hermione held up a hand. "But back to my original point. I have been called a Mudblood by every house at Hogwarts. Cormac McClaggen called me a jumped up Mudblood for spurning his advances. He told me he would force me to my knees and show me my place as a Mudblood. Susan Bones..."
Said girl turned as red as her hair.
"Called me a Mudblood in second year for scoring better than her in Herbology. And again in fourth year for sticking by my best friend in the tournament that he wanted no part of. And she is the niece of the head of the DMLE."
Sprout was as livid as Minerva.
She turned back to staring at Ron. "But the worst...oh the worst. My first year here. I was ambushed by a Gryffindor, two Hufflepuffs, and one Ravenclaw. All fifth years. They beat me up because my marks were better than a lot of the first year Purebloods. Do you want to know who saved me? Three Slytherins. They disabl...
She said the last part with a smile. She cleared her throat. "Not all Slytherins are evil Ron. Just like not all Gryffindors are Saints." She took a breath. "I have met brave Slytherins, lesser than stellar in the brain department Ravenclaws, lazy Hufflepuffs, and cowardly Gryffindors! Grow up! Stop judging people by t...
She began to pace back and forth. "The so called Light is no different than the so called Dark. You yourself said that you don’t talk to a cousin because he’s a squib. How does that make you any different? Do you want to know why I trust Lucius Malfoy more than most people from the so called Light? Because at least I k...
Hermione took a breath. "You like to feel so superior to everyone else because you never called me a Mudblood, but you are far worse. You are my friend Ronald. You mock me for wanting to learn as much as I can. You don’t understand. YOU’VE KNOWN ABOUT MAGIC YOUR ENTIRE LIFE! I DIDN’T FIND OUT ABOUT IT UNTIL FOUR YEARS ...
Hermione tried to reign in her temper. "So. The next time you look in the mirror and you see Malfoy staring back at you. Wave at him for me."
Hermione stormed from the hall. She heard two smacks and an "OW!’ Most likely Fred and Luna who were both sitting next to Ron. She didn’t see the confused look on the face of Draco Malfoy at the mention of his former elf once again.
She and Harry had discussed this. He thought it would be a good way to start to heal the rift. That and his other seats would be announced soon.
Pomona Sprout made her way down to where Susan Bones was sitting. "Miss Bones."
"Yes professor?" She asked in a meek voice as she tried to blend into the table. She had never seen her head of house so livid.
"Will you accompany me to my office?"It was not a request.
"Yes professor." She sounded quite downtrodden. 0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0 SCENE BREAK0-O-0-O-0-O-0-O-0-O-0-O-0
At the Head Table, Morpheus was looking very guilty as he watched his emotionless sister leave the Great Hall. He was about to go after her after Hermione’s tirade, when a hand descended on his left wrist.
"No. You must stick by your punishment, or she will not learn." Severus said inside the privacy bubble.
Morpheus shook his head. "I was too harsh. I know that now."
"Maybe you were. But we learn from our mistakes. As she has to, so must you. Let Potter try to get through to her."
"I was so unfair to her. I know about her abandonment issues and I shunned her as punishment. She hasn’t been in our rooms in four days. She’s lost weight. I just..."
"Wanted to teach her to control herself again." Severus finished.
Morpheus looked up at him. "How did you..."
Severus barely refrained from rolling his eyes. "Idiot. I have listened to you drone on and on about that demon sister of yours. Contrary to popular belief, I do pay attention to the people around me. You made a mistake. But so did she. The Headmaster is trying to get our attention." Severus lowered the charm.
"Is your sister well?" The Headmaster asked.
"She’s fine." Morpheus gritted out as he stabbed at the food on his plate.0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0
Carmen had shut him out, but he could still sense her. He followed her magical signature and found her in an unused classroom. She was hovering in a corner screwing something in. That couldn’t be right?
"You’re lurking little brother." Harry could hear the smirk in her voice.
"You’re avoiding me big sister." Harry said with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"I have work to do." She said as she lowered herself to the ground and walked to another corner. Only to levitate once again with...whatever it was that she had picked up to screw into the wall.
"Did I do something wrong?"
Carmen froze in her task. Harry sounded so broken. Dammit she was an idiot. The boy had only just gotten used to believing people cared about him and she went and shut him out. All because she was being punished. She sighed as she descended from her current position. She put her tools in a pocket in her coveralls and t...
"No baby. You didn’t do anything. I did something stupid. I lost control of my temper and my brother is punishing me by shunning." She relayed the events that happened in the control room. "I deserve it." She said sadly.
"You lost your temper. It happens to everyone once in a while. Why is he punishing you?"
Carmen looked at him as she tried to figure out the best way to get her point across. "Harry when you had your leaving / birthday party at your safe space." Carmen knew not to mention Brazil in an unsecured room. "What happened when you got drunk?"
Harry shrugged. "I lost control of my magic. Set some trees on fire."
"And when the bit...um the mother of your twins insulted them and then tried to hit you?"
Harry swallowed the lump in his throat as he recalled the memory. The shattered glass. The broken dishes. His arm around her throat. "I nearly killed her." He whispered.
"Exactly. Harry you are a powerful wizard. Very powerful. With that kind of power, if you let your control slip you can end people on accident. Then there is me. I not only have more power than you, I have more experience. I could easily have done a lot worse if my brother wasn’t there. I fucked up plain and simple. As...
"But it’s killing you. Powerful witch or not you’re still human and have feelings. What kind of brother does that to his sister?"
Carmen’s eyes flashed cold for a moment and Harry stepped back. He watched as she regained control of her magic.
"I’m sorry Harry. I didn’t mean to frighten you." She took a breath. "It’s hard for me to hear someone talk about my brother that way. He was the one who found me all those years ago after all. He protected me. He brought me home to his parents and they took me in and raised me as their own. The fact that I was black d...
"To answer your question about "what kind of brother’? He’s the kind that doesn’t want to see me dead. The kind that doesn’t want my magic to escape my control to the point where I could hurt someone needlessly. Harry, I lost control. You know what that’s like. I could have probably leveled this castle without him subd...
"It’s kind of like the look I saw on Sirius’ face after I woke up from the incident with Mrs. Weasley. He looked disappointed in me. I had admitted that I hadn’t been meditating like I should. He reminded me that with my power, I needed to continue to work to control it. His disappointment hurt me more than any beating...
"Exactly. With our power, we need those we trust to reign us in. My brother sees me as his sister. Powerful yes, but he never once tried to exploit my power. Him and mama and papa always helped me with my magic. They loved me as if I were one of their own." Carmen walked to Harry and tilted his head up so that he could...
"Is over baby girl."
Carmen and Harry whipped their heads around and saw Morpheus LaVaunt standing there in his teaching robes with his hair tied back.
"Morpheus." Carmen said with her head down.
Harry looked torn. His big sister was the epitome of strength, but here and now she looked so weak and broken in the face of her big brother. He was starting to remember how he was with Fred and George. He was more powerful than them, but when he was being stupid, they would take him to task and he would submit quickly...
"I’m sorry Morpheus. I was out of line, and I’m sorry to have embarrassed you in front of your colleagues. I know you’re ashamed of me and..."
Morpheus raised both hands to his sister’s face and forced her to look at him. "My name is Mo."
"No buts. Your punishment is over." He gave a sound swat to her backside. She eeped incredulously as she rubbed her back side and jumped away. "And if you ever say that I’m ashamed of you again, that swat will be Nirvana compared to what I do the next time. I have ALWAYS been proud of you."
Morpheus stared at his sister hard. "Do they need to change? Probably. But that is not our decision to make. Be more subtle sis. For Morgana’s sake you nearly killed the Leader of Light! And before you ask, I’m still not sure what the hell that really even means and Britain has been my home for years now."
"Um...so I’m gonna just go and uh...do stuff" Harry said backing out towards the door.
"Oh no little brother. Bring it in." Morpheus held his empty arm out. His other arm was around his sister.
"We’re all family here. Come on." He waved his fingers in a beckoning motion at Harry.
Harry watched as Carmen laughed at his apprehension. She knew that Harry trusted Mo, but she could also "feel’ that he didn’t know where he fit in.
"Um...sure." Harry said
After a few moments of the group hug, Morpheus released them. "Now. I have taken the liberty of invading the kitchens since you haven’t eaten lately." Morpheus raised a brow at his sister.
"Wasn’t hungry." She mumbled into his chest.
"Well be that as it may, you’re going to eat now. I’ve made meatloaf, garlic mashed potatoes, brussel sprouts in a light garlic sauce, and for dessert...wait for it."
You could see the drool coming off her chin.
"Strawberry cheesecake."
"Is it still in the kitchen?" She asked eyes wide.
"Well yes, but we could..."
Carmen LaVaunt grabbed both males’ wrists and ran with them to the kitchens.
"Carmen. I don’t think your stomach can take it if you haven’t been eating."
The witch in question stopped her mad dash to the kitchen. She turned to Harry with a wicked smile. "Watch me." And continued on her journey.0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0In a few days it would be a Hogsmeade weekend but first there was the mock trials of the upcoming dueling tourname...
And it was going badly.
Carmen had mentioned how the standards had fallen at the school, but being faced with their failure as the faculty was right now, was down right embarrassing.
Many of the students could not cast a basic shield, while those that could only knew one type. Wands were dropped. Students tripping over their own feet. No wonder Voldemort caused so much fear and death.
Carmen looked to her brother, then the rest of the staff. Morpheus just shook his head in sadness and pity. The Headmaster was wiping a hand down his face. Umbridge actually looked pleased. Flitwick was muttering under his breath in Gobleihn. Minerva was just shaking her head in sadness.
Carmen was done. "Stop. That was just...just..." She couldn’t find the right words.
"Pathetic." Snape said out loud. Even if the Dark Lord was able to glean it from his mind, he would be most displeased by his follower’s children.
"Yes pathetic." She had started with the second and third years she figured that the first years could wait until they had more spells under their belt to be fair. "Professor Snape. Would you join me down here please?" She motioned to the dais that Professor Flitwick had conjured and warded. "Let’s give them a demonstr...
Severus curled his lip at her.
She blew him a kiss and a wave. "Professor Flitwick. If you would please."
The diminutive professor counted them down to start.
And start they did. They stuck to spells only first and second years should know, but what a show it was. Snape was fast, but she had been a combat witch and she was much faster. They stopped when Professor Flitwick called an end to the demonstration.
"That is how you duel. Over the holiday I want every student who wants to participate in the dueling tournament to get a wand holster. Keeping your wand in your damn pocket is stupid and reckless."
"Why was that not on the list of things to buy?" A student asked.
"Good question." She raised a brow at the Headmaster.
"We depend on the parents of the students to know what is needed for classes that aren’t on the list that we send out."
"And if they are mundane raised?"